That rough, violent man again!
Qin Xin's wrist was pinned, leaving her unable to move. She seized her chance, flipped her toes up, aimed for the man's weak spot, and kicked hard.
She hadn't been prepared last time. This time, she'd cripple him!
But...
Before her toes could move even an inch, the man seemed to predict her move. With swift, ruthless precision, he pinned her little feet between his knees!
Her heel struck the edge of the bathtub.
It hurt so much that tears almost sprang from her eyes!
Damn it, the fighting skills she was so proud of were completely useless against this man. She couldn't use them at all.
She'd rarely encountered an opponent this powerful.
"Who are you...?"
Qin Xin's voice trembled as she demanded an answer.
But it was as if her throat had been sealed shut. She couldn't get the words out.
The man's voice, by contrast, was low and chilling. Every word sent a shiver through her: "You want me to finish you off, hm?"
Dying wasn't frightening.
What was frightening was that when he said "finish you off," he didn't seem to mean simply killing her...
In the pitch-black night, what was this dangerous stranger going to do to her?
Qin Xin had never been afraid of anyone.
But at that moment, a faint tremor rose in her heart...
"Who are you, really?"
"Don't come any closer—!"
"Ah—!"
Her phoenix eyes flew open. She was awake.
It had only been a dream.
She sat up, clutching the quilt, and tried to calm her racing heartbeat.
In the dorm, she could hear her roommates breathing softly.
There were four people in the room. The other three weren't from the Medical School, and she didn't know them.
Because she was ugly, she was as invisible as air. Nobody noticed when she left or came back.
She sat there quietly.
Alone, and cold.
At that moment, she suddenly missed the little rosewood bed she'd slept in for over a decade at the Qin Family home.
When she was little, before the Qin Family fell into decline, she'd taken an aptitude test at a family gathering and scored off the charts in intelligence, causing a sensation!
Overjoyed, her mother had asked the family's old carpenter to make her a little bed as a special gift.
The rosewood alone had cost several million, never mind the priceless hand-carved details. It was one of a kind.
Qin Wenrou had especially loved that rosewood bed. She said it had the spirit of plants and made for sweet dreams, and was always trying to sneak in for a nap.
As the eldest daughter, Qin Xin could give her frail, sickly little sister anything she wanted: toys, clothes, jewelry—even changing her own interests and plans for the future to make concessions for her sister's treatment... But she'd never given up that bed.
Because she liked sleeping alone.
She couldn't sleep with someone beside her.
Qin Wenrou had cried and made a fuss about it several times, but Qin Xin had never given in.
She'd even blamed herself for it once, wondering if she was being selfish.
But now...
Damn it, she felt like that was the only thing she'd done in her past life that wasn't stupid!
Your things should never be given up for anyone!
Otherwise, once you make a habit of giving in, people will think they're entitled to it!
Qin Xin closed her eyes.
A thought suddenly occurred to her: If she slept in her familiar little bed, would the man in her dream finally get lost?
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After a terrible night's sleep, Qin Xin spent almost all her classes the next morning catching up on sleep.
She had no appetite at the dining hall for lunch, so she only drank medicinal soup.
Xiangxiang pulled out a phone with a mysterious air. "Little Miss, your phone was damaged in the car accident. Young Master Jue gave you this one. He said you're not allowed to play with it in class..."
A phone from her cheap big brother?
Qin Xin fiddled with it casually.
The phone had no brand name. It was black and ugly, probably an internal factory test model.
The kind they tested and then sold to employees at a discount.
What was this stingy, cheap, miserly big brother's deal?!
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